Sunday, May 18, 2008

Lob This At The Next Game

Yesterday was a beautiful day for baseball. Ann & I had the opportunity to see our two grandsons in back to back games. Just loads of fun.

There's only one thing that can damper the spirit. You got it, the occassional zealot parent that has to make a scene when his/her son (or daughter) is outted in that not so controversial play.

I've seen it enough now that I've become curious as to what you call a parent like this. Is there even a word?

If not, I have a suggestion. Label them 'scuds". You know, in honor of the missles lobbed into Israel by Saddam's Iraq during Desert Storm. A big show but not much blow when the impact is made.

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